She wrinkled her nose. The air was thick with the stench of blood.,Was she not betrayed by her friends, but caught in an enemy ambush during a mission, dying alongside them in the explosion,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew by. Yè Hí Rǎn twitched her nose, a hint of joy appearing in her heart. She took a step and entered the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.。